Frollicking Corpulence

So I'm walking down the hallway and Bootyis following me, and I think I hear her start running. She will sometimes run and hug attack me, so I think that's what she's doing, so I run to the end of the hall and into the kitchen. Also note that, despite her best efforts to overcome it, Booty is genetically predetermined to have only limited control over her physical movements and limited awareness of her body's relationship to the rest of the world. (e.g. If she runs and hug attacks you, she generally overshoots, causing you and she to slam into a wall or fall down. This will explain why I ran away from a hug from a beautiful woman. I don't want to smack into the walls or floor) Turns out she wasn't running, nor was she attacking or hugging anything, so to her it looked like I suddenly freaked and went nuts. The following conversation occurs:

Me: I thought you were running to attack me, so I moved out of the way. Uncontrolled mass moving in my direction is scary.

Booty: Oh. (pause) It's like when fat people skip!

Fiber Optic Cactus will be performing their new hit timpani solo, "When Fat People Skip" at Humfrey's on Friday night.